Fighting on our knees

It deafens
the war of chaos in the mind
As one suffers silent.
Few can hear when a bleeding soul cries
with eyes that follow near
spilling out the ache of wanting
what is certain
Why does the mind rage wild
knowing all along
the truth?
And don't we just wish the deciding of right would take it all away?
Capture fear and take it all away?
But One knows how we grow mighty
in the field of battle.
In the war of men
we stand not tall with bending
as we fight for peace 
on our knees

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